Murder in the Manor Quotes

“The point is, the way other people perceive you really has nothing to do with you and everything to do with themselves. Some people see the world through very skewed lenses.”
― Fiona Grace, Murder in the Manor

“A verdade é que a maneira como as outras pessoas percebem você realmente não tem nada a ver com você e tudo a ver com elas mesmas. Algumas pessoas veem o mundo através de lentes muito distorcidas.”
― Fiona Grace, Murder in the Manor

“No-fault. That’s what the divorce papers stated, in black ink and bold text, stark against the white of the paper. No-fault. Lacey sighed as she looked down at the documents.”
― Fiona Grace, Murder in the Manor

“Surely it was time she gave herself something? Just one little vacation. A trip down memory lane. A week. A”
― Fiona Grace, Murder in the Manor

“Lacey twisted her lips in consternation, a gesture she’d inherited from her father, according to her mom. “I need to do something, Naomi. I feel stifled.” She tugged the collar of her turtleneck, which suddenly felt like a noose.”
― Fiona Grace, Murder in the Manor

“Sighing, she crouched down so she was face to face”
― Fiona Grace, Murder in the Manor

“The point is, the way other people perceive you really has nothing to do with you and everything to do with themselves”
― Fiona Grace, Murder in the Manor

“floating on Cloud 9”
― Fiona Grace, Murder in the Manor

“grinned from ear to ear,”
― Fiona Grace, Murder in the Manor

“The kitchen looked like something from a living museum of the Victorian era. There was a genuine black Arga, brass pots and pans that hung from hooks screwed into the ceiling, and a large square butcher’s block right in the middle. Through the windows, Lacey could make out a large lawn. On the other side of the elegant French doors was a patio, where a rickety table and chair set had been put out. Lacey could just picture herself sitting there, eating freshly baked croissants from the patisserie while drinking organic Peruvian coffee from the independent coffee shop.”
― Fiona Grace, Murder in the Manor

“She’d seen a nice boutique fashion store at the other end of the high street and had started walking that way when the smell of sugar assaulted her nostrils. She looked over to see a homemade fudge store had just opened its doors. Unable to resist, she went inside. “Want to try a free sample?” the man in a stripy white and pink apron asked. He gestured to a silver tray filled with cubes in different shades of brown. “We’ve got dark chocolate, milk chocolate, white chocolate, caramel, toffee, coffee, fruit medley, and original.” Lacey’s eyes bulged. “Can I try them all?” she asked. “Of course!” The man cut little cubes of each flavor and presented them to Lacey to try. She popped the first one in her mouth and her taste buds exploded. “Amazing,” she said through her mouthful.”
― Fiona Grace, Murder in the Manor

“It was still too early to head into town to get her freshly baked breakfast treats from the patisserie on the main street. She’d have to kill some time. “Kill some time!” Lacey exclaimed aloud, her voice filled with joy. When was the last time she’d had any time to kill? When had she ever even allowed herself the freedom to waste time?”
― Fiona Grace, Murder in the Manor